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Can I help?
That was the question asked by the little girl. I didn’t actually need any assistance. Further, she was so tiny I wondered if she could handle even one of the volumes I was ferrying into my office. Nonetheless, her eyes were eager to serve as her arms reached up to take some of my books. I smiled and gave her three to carry, knowing I would be right beside her as we walked across campus and could intervene if she stumbled.
She smiled back – one of those ear-to-ear kinds that speak to deep joy. Seeing that massive grin, it hit me what a holy thing this represented. In this moment, I was blessed to participate in someone fulfilling God’s command to serve the brethren through love. Her unlikely candidacy for service made it all the more precious.
To share that this young lady had a very difficult start in life is a dramatic understatement. She was badly malnourished and basically living feral until discovered by authorities and quickly adopted by a family in our church. She has blossomed in family, friendship, and faith. Lugging heavy books is par for her course, as she thoroughly enjoys imitating her Lord Jesus – who came not to be served, but to serve.
I thanked her, and she skipped happily down the foyer. I was reminded that God incredibly allows me to serve Him, and I should do so just like her. The Lord doesn’t need my help. I frankly can’t carry anything He hands me. Yet, He is right there to help, talking along the way, and thanking me.
With that thought, I grinned ear to ear and skipped into the auditorium to teach.
God bless,
Wayne